flash fiction | Sasha Cameron

The tears slipped from my eyes. His body had been altered by time and circumstance. The boy I had loved had become a perfectly formed man that my body craved. Almost too perfect except for the tell tale scars of combat and the ominous shadow of his tags. Resisting him was futile but I wondered how I would ever survive when he would eventually and inevitably be deployed.

Part of her allure was in the clothes that she wore so confidently. The sheer lingerie that revealed all of her deliciousness and sensuality was enough to make his heart race. Part of it was in the attitude of her body as she posed for his viewing pleasure, her smooth skin seducing him to sample and taste. He was deeply enamored with the ample curves that tempted him to lie prostrate as she wrapped her thighs around his waist or his face. Those would have been enough for him to worship at her alter. But what really rocked his world,what shook him to the core, was that secret smile and the sparkle seated in her sexy, soulful eyes that told him she was all his.

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